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I stood on the summit of Mount San Salvatore, looking by turns, at the enormous and glorious protecting circle of the Alps. It was one of those clear crystalline evenings when the sinking sun touched ice and snow with rose or gold, and when the Infinite Spirit touched heart and mind with peace or beauty. I though of that other superb panorama, the lordly Himalayas, of the different years when I visited their eastern, central, and western parts--2,500 kilometres--from end to end. Salvatore--"SAVIOUR"--the very name instilled hope and promised help, while the mountain itself seemed to whisper support.

-- Notebooks Category 3: Relax and Retreat > Chapter 6 : Nature Appreciation > # 101